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a tear fell on his grave his soul ended it’s race silent, lonely, boarded over covered by the hatred of this world sails deep into their kingdom sent to the unknown god abyss is wide open he follows an unfamiliar path

four roads are widely known at the end of fifth he will stand alone he is rising higher and higher no retreat: he can’t go down pushed by the people’s hands towards that beautiful, blue gate he’s been deprived of choice and fate he’s been isolated from people and himself

threat turned into safety they satisfied their god he had everything – therefore he sails he sails away from them, sails away from her he used to be a key to the closed gates against millions of years – he was alone the world deprived him of everything he used to be a threat – now he’s not